Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 212: Such a Handsome Person

[This whole ’upgrading my gear’ thing is a lie!!! I spent so much money! Why couldn’t I still snatch one...?]

Underneath that comment was a flood of replies: [Being bad is the real crime.]

[Being bad is the real crime +1]

[KEYBOARD SMASH! You bunch of groundhogs! It’s definitely not because I’m bad! My gear must not be high-end enough!]

[Just face it, OP. It has nothing to do with your gear. You just need a new hand.]

[(•́へ•́╬) I don’t believe you!]

The bullet chat was still a sea of celebration. Jiang Qiuqiu smiled and said, "To all the fans who couldn’t snatch one, don’t lose heart. Let’s first draw for the slots to have the food physically delivered—"

"We will be drawing 50 lucky fans."

Countless user avatars flashed by. This was the moment of dreams, of hope, of a new dawn—

The sound of dreams shattering.

[It’s not me again.]

[Not me either.]

[Not me.]

"Will the selected fans please fill in their addresses using the link in your DMs as soon as possible. That’s all for today’s stream~ See you all next time."

[Bye, Juju!]

[Goodnight, go to bed early!]

[Wifey, get into bed soon. I’m cold.]

[??? Who are you calling wifey?]

[OP is daydreaming! Reported!]

Amidst the cheerful atmosphere, Jiang Qiuqiu closed the stream.

Making the fish balls three ways had taken quite a while, and it was getting late. She packed away the fish ball soup from the kitchen into a thermal container, took a shower, and lay down in bed.

Late that night, Jiang Jiujiu’s inner circle of fans was buzzing with activity.

Everyone was in various threads, amicably discussing the flavors of the different fish balls.

But soon, everyone realized something was off.

[Why are there posts about the tomato fish balls and the fresh soup fish balls everywhere... but no one is sharing what the pan-fried fish balls taste like?]

—I really want to know what the pan-fried ones taste like! To be honest, I prefer fried food, but what could I do... *sigh*. There were only six portions, after all.

—Spoken like a true lucksack. To avoid my usual fate as an unlucky scrub, I specifically snatched the pan-fried fish balls.

—??? So what do they taste like?

—Haven’t eaten them yet.

—?

—Didn’t Juju say they taste better with those tomatoes? I placed an order on Taotao Fresh and I’m waiting for the tomatoes to arrive before I indulge.

—Impressive. I can’t believe you have that much self-control. My fresh fish ball soup has already turned into pure joy and ceased to exist.

—Oh, I don’t have that much self-control. I licked a bit of the chili off the fish balls just to tide myself over.

—???

—What’s with the question marks? How could a lucksack like you understand the feelings of an unlucky scrub like me? Besides the big giveaway, this is the first time I’ve ever managed to snatch Juju’s food. I have to eat it in the best way possible!! I refuse to waste even a fraction of its flavor!

Quite a few fans shared this sentiment. That night, a certain tomato vendor on Taotao Fresh probably became the biggest winner of all.

He was just sitting at home, and orders started raining down from the heavens.

-

「The next day.」

With her recent affairs finally settled, Jiang Qiuqiu could at last report to Mo Chuyu’s house on time for her final training sessions before the open admissions.

The moment the door opened, Jiang Qiuqiu saw Mo Si and felt a little shy.

That message from yesterday... She had thought—

"You’re here."

"Yeah, I don’t have much going on today."

When it was time for spiritual power training, both Mo Si and Jiang Qiuqiu were serious. After putting on the helmet today, Jiang Qiuqiu realized this session was different from all the previous ones. She asked in surprise, "Is this a new exercise today?"

"Today isn’t practice." Mo Si secured her helmet, then looked up at Jiang Qiuqiu. "Your Spiritual Perception has already reached the admission standard for Federation University. Now, I’m going to teach you some techniques that you might need for the entrance exam."

"Techniques?"

"Look into my eyes," he said, his deep voice seeming to press down on Jiang Qiuqiu’s heart. During training, she was always easily swept up in his guidance, so she stared right into Mo Si’s eyes.

Ah.

...

’Such long eyelashes, such big eyes, such beautiful pupils, and that brow bone is so well-defined.’

’He’s a young man, a handsome young man.’